You're not really my friend, are you?
You deny me the parts of your life that are obviously important, and you have played with my feelings for so long that I fear I've let you cause irreparable harm to me.
You lied to me, ouright, and that tells me you don't respect me. You'd probably argue that you didn't lie - that you didn't know until now what you wante. Then you shouldn't have started anything.
You know me. You know how my heart works.
I needed to feel like I mattered, and you failed me...again.
I know I'm sensitive, and you've said that I take everything personnally. Everything's "personal" when you're a person...so if you are cold and closed off, you are actually not more evolved. You are the opposite.
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No, I don't wish you happiness becuase you provided me with heartache, misery, and a few triggers that won't soon go away.
There is nothing that says I need to forgive you. It might be possible if you were actually sorry for what you've done to hurt me.
I keep hoping to just go numb to you and your life.
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